One year later, Anakin and Obi-wan were alone in a small room, both checking and re-checking their clothes and hair in a mirror with a slight nervousness. "Come on you two lovebirds, time to go" called Quinlan, who was waiting outside with Nadka to escort them to the ceremony. Obi-wan did one last tweak of his dark collar, while Anakin grumbled to himself that white was a stupid colour to wear - he couldn't move without some bit of fluff coming out of nowhere to stick to his jacket and make itself visible. Obi-wan just smiled, he was rapt that his partner had finally agreed to his idea that they should switch their usual colour schemes just this once. Initially he had simply wanted to use the colours as a symbol for the entire order to see just how wrong the council had been about his beloved Anakin all along. Now however he had the added bonus of discovering that the young man was, unsurprisingly, damn hot in a white suit. To please his darling Obi-wan, Anakin had even gone so far as to order a new custom-made leather glove in white for their wedding day.
The two men followed their dreadlocked friend out of the room and climbed into the luxury speeder that Quin had hired for the day, soon heading out into the flight lanes of Coruscant towards the wedding venue. They both knew that there was no way of avoiding the crowds, reporters and camera-toting droids that would all be vying for a view – their coming wedding had been the most popular topic on the holonet lately. They had both been on the receiving end of plenty of media attention before in their lives, never more intrusively than when Anakin's public disgrace over his secret relationship with a prominent senator had been paraded across holoscreens the galaxy over. In truth, most of the public enjoyed a good gossip story and didn't think any the less of their Clone wars hero after that story broke, but that didn't alleviate the trauma of being hunted by photographers every waking moment. Happily, the media commentary on the wedding had all been positive, focusing on the revitalization of the jedi order's code to suit a more open-minded, modern era.
Reaching the magnificent chapel that was their destination, Obi-wan leaned over and gave Anakin a squeeze. "You look incredible, my dear." Anakin smiled back. "See you inside – if the crowds don't tear you apart before you reach the chapel that is, you handsome master jedi you". Quinlan wrenched open the door. "Come on, haven't you two done enough romancing by now? You are about to get married, after all – if you ever get out of the speeder that is!" Laughing, Obi-wan followed Quinlan out into the blazing sunshine. As they'd agreed, Obi-wan would enter the chapel first, with Quin, his oldest friend, walking him up the aisle.
The waiting crowds cheered as Obi-wan stepped out into the corridor created by a string of younger jedi knights, holding the hordes back to allow him to pass through. Jedi master Obi-wan Kenobi was one of the most publicly well-known and well-liked of all the jedi masters thanks to both the holonet coverage of the Clone wars and his agreeable manner whenever out and about in the city. He reached the chapel doors and the pair walked in, enjoying the calm after the clamour outside. Obi-wan looked around, vaguely taking in the fact that the entire jedi council were there to celebrate with them. He spotted senator Bail Organa along with some other dignitaries that he and Anakin were acquainted with, and Nadka's family who had come all the way from Alderaan to be here for their special day… and so many others, jedi and non-jedi alike. He had to draw on all his skills to contain his emotions from taking over, maintaining a serene countenance, but only just. As they reached the altar, he and Quin turned to await the arrival of his husband-to-be. He gave a little wave to Luke and Leia, who were sitting in the front row with master Luminara.
When the signal came that it was their turn, Nadka gave Anakin a hug to bolster his confidence, before opening the door for him to step out into view. The roar from the crowds as Anakin Skywalker, their revered Hero With No Fear, emerged could be heard for miles. Everyone loves a good redemption story, and the saga of the famous jedi's fall from grace only to be rescued from the depths of despair by love had struck a chord in the hearts of many. Cameras flashed continuously and the throng surged towards him as Nadka led him steadily towards the chapel, but the knights did their job well and before he knew it he and Nadka were also crossing the threshold into the tranquil chapel interior.
Anakin entered shyly, all heads turning to the luminescent young man in his bright white outfit. Every force-sensitive being was flooded with the unrestrained deluge of shimmering force energy that surged wildly from Anakin as he inadvertently dropped all his shielding, his face radiant with joy as he made his way towards Obi-wan. The sensation was close to overwhelming for many of the jedi, thinking to themselves that kriffing hells if that was what it felt like to be the Chosen One then actually they were relieved they only had mediocre midichlorian levels. Even master Windu, Anakin's staunchest critic, conceded to himself that perhaps it was no surprise that the boy had always been volatile, if that furnace of emotion was what he had been trying to bottle up inside all these years. Master Yoda simply reflected that if Obi-wan's love could help channel Anakin's overflowing force power into the light side at all, then the council had indeed made the right choice in updating the jedi code to allow this ceremony to take place.
Obi-wan, by now well used to being blasted with an avalanche of 100% pure raw Anakin, merely stood patiently until the love of his life reached his side and gently took his hand as Nadka went to sit beside the twins. "Daddy!" squeaked little Leia, receiving a loving glance in return from Anakin before he turned his attention back to the celebrant as he started to intone the words that would cement his and Obi-wan's relationship for the entire galaxy to know.
"Do you, Obi-wan Kenobi, take Anakin Skywalker to be your wedded husband, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love him, honor him and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, to raise your children together, for as long as you both shall live?" Obi-wan gazed at his partner intensely, his lips curling into a smile as he slipped a simple ring on Anakin's ungloved finger and replied "I do."
"And do you, Anakin Skywalker, take Obi-wan Kenobi to be your wedded husband, to live together in marriage? Do you promise to love him, honor him and keep him for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, to raise your children together, for as long as you both shall live?" Anakin moved closer to Obi-wan, sliding a second ring onto Obi-wan's finger as he replied, beaming, "of course I do."
"Then I declare you husbands under the gods above and in galactic republic law. You may kiss." Time stopped briefly as the two jedi's lips pressed together passionately, a blinding wave of force energy inundating the hall, dissipating slowly as they pulled apart and turned to face their friends and family. Unwilling to be held back any longer, Luke ran up and took Anakin's free hand while Leia clutched at Obi-wan's. The two newly-weds led their children back down the aisle and out through the crowds of spectators to a waiting speeder. The Kenobi-Skywalker family climbed in and were whisked off to a more private venue to continue their celebration with their closest friends.
The wedding guests and crowds slowly dispersed, chatting happily, unwittingly stirred by the force as it resonated notes of freedom, love and contentment, reaching into all living beings and making them feel strangely uplifted. As the sun set on Coruscant, it truly felt like a new beginning.